After Xiao Xue, Xiong Yufang and Zhao Hu were taken away by the police, the city seemed to return to peace for a short while, but in reality, it was like the dead silence before the storm, with a surging tide of crisis. The criminals who used to live under their command, and those who were compelled by their criminal acts and trapped in the darkness, unwilling to lose the benefits and status they had seized in the dark world, decided to launch a crazy and extreme counterattack.
In a secret location under the city, where the sun never shines and the stench of rot permeates like a devil's lair, a group of fierce and vicious criminals gather like ghosts. The flames of madness and unwillingness burned in their eyes, and a man named Scar Li stood out with a fierce face. He had been Zhao Hu's most capable henchman, and had enjoyed all the sweetness in the power struggles of the past as he had acted recklessly. Now, Zhao Hu was arrested, he felt that his position was in danger, and his wealth was as fragile as a bubble, so he roared angrily, "Brothers, we can't just sit back and wait for death! Boss Zhao Hu was arrested, Xiao Xue and Xiong Yufang can't be relied on anymore, we must fight for our future!"
Hearing this, all the people responded as if they were a group of enraged wolves, ready to pounce on their prey. They began to carefully plan a series of more crazy, heartless criminal action, trying to create shocking chaos, forcing the police to release their leader, or at least let the police in the fight against crime to be afraid of. They know that their destiny is entwined with darkness, and if they don't fight back, the only thing waiting for them is a long prison sentence, or even a cold death rack.
Scar Lee, with his familiarity with the intricate layout of the city's underground passageways and hidden places, quickly organized a death squad. They carefully selected banks and jewelry stores as the primary target of attack, these places of wealth piled up, like a tempting fat sheep, and once the hand, will be able to set off a shocking wave in society, triggering a great panic among the people.
Early one morning, the dawn is still struggling at the edge of the city, failed to dispel the thick as ink darkness. Scar Li and his death squad quietly appeared in front of a bank like ghosts. Dressed in black nightclothes, wearing hideous masks, and armed with heavy weapons of incredible lethality, they rushed into the bank without hesitation. The staff and customers inside the bank were instantly gripped by fear, and screams like sharp arrows instantly pierced the silent air and resounded throughout the hall. Scar Li yelled madly at the top of his voice: "Don't fucking move! Whoever moves will blow his head off!" His voice was cold and merciless, just like the roar from hell, creepy.
The death squad, like well-trained demons, quickly took control of the situation. They used their blackened muzzles to force the bank staff to open the safe, loading piles of cash and dazzling valuables into the pre-prepared bags like hungry wolves pouncing on food. At the same time, they also heartlessly placed time bombs inside the bank in a desperate attempt to destroy all traces of their crimes by blowing the bank to the ground after they fled.
The moment the police received the alarm, as if they were on the verge of an attack, they quickly assembled their police force and rushed to the scene as fast as they could. However, Scar Lee and the others had premeditated, and they cunningly used the hostages inside the bank as human shields in a thrilling standoff with the police. "Don't you guys fucking come over here! Otherwise I'll detonate the bomb and have everyone buried with me!" Scar Li shouted frantically, his eyes revealing determination and madness, as if he had already put life and death at risk.
The police knew that the situation was critical, like walking on a tightrope, the slightest mistake will be a total loss. On the one hand, they sent negotiators to negotiate with Scar Lee, trying to stabilize his crazy mood with words, and on the other hand, they urgently looked for the perfect opportunity to rescue the hostages and dismantle the bomb. The negotiator held a megaphone and shouted in a calm and firm voice: "You are surrounded, put down your weapons and release the hostages, this is your only way to survive!" But Scar Lee, as if possessed by a demon, turned a deaf ear to the police's exhortations, and he kept issuing threats, demanding a car filled with gasoline and a safe passageway leading unimpeded to the outskirts of the city.
Outside the bank, police snipers, like cheetahs hiding in the shadows, were already in position, watching every move inside the bank with their fingers on the trigger, looking for that fleeting moment of optimal shooting. However, Scar Li is as cunning as a fox, always hiding behind the hostages like a ghost, so that the hostages become his natural barrier, so that the police snipers have no way to start, like a tiger facing a hedgehog, empty force but difficult to perform.
Time is like a merciless executioner, one minute and one second passes mercilessly, the countdown sound of the bomb in the bank like a death knell echo, every sound is like the footsteps of the Grim Reaper, step by step, let a person feel incomparable nervousness, as if the air has been frozen. In the police are anxious, such as ants on the hot pot of anxiety, a brave and fearless police officers to see Scar Li distracted moment, such as agile cheetah from the side of the bank quietly sneak in. He carefully avoided the enemy's line of sight, each step is as light as a feather, but firm and powerful, slowly approaching the location of the bomb.
Meanwhile, Xiao Xue was in prison and heard about the shocking case happening outside. Inside her heart, like a river turning over, a wave of complex and extreme emotions welled up, both the deep concern for these criminals to continue their evil deeds, but also the endless regret for what she had done. She clearly knows that all this is like a fire lit by their own hands and Zhao Hu and others, has now become a prairie fire, if they did not step on the road of no return in the hatred of this crime, perhaps today's tragedy will not be like a nightmare. After a painful struggle and choice, she decided to provide the police with some hidden clues about Scar Li and others, hoping to help the police to rescue the hostages, to stop the disaster that is about to devour countless innocent lives.
Based on the precious clues provided by Xiao Xue, the police quickly adjusted their battle plan. They set up heavy troops at the back door and side door of the bank, waiting in the wings, ready to launch a deadly raid in the nick of time. At the same time, the skilled bomb disposal experts also went all out, their forehead veins bulging, bean-sized beads of sweat falling like rain, but their hands like agile butterflies shuttling between the complex lines of the bomb, trying to crack the bomb's demonic code-like mechanism, trying to dismantle the bomb at the last moment of the end of the countdown, and to turn away the Grim Reaper from the door.
Inside the bank, the brave policeman finally got close to the bomb, which was like the heart of a demon, after a lot of hard work. His forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, like the dewdrops rolling on the lotus leaves in the morning, his hands trembled slightly because of his nervousness, but his eyes were as firm as a rock, burning with fearless fire. He took a deep breath, as if the courage of the whole body gathered in the fingertips, with his own perfect bomb disposal technology, began to carefully dismantle the bomb. Every cut wire seems to be in a tug-of-war with the God of Death, and every subtle operation is related to the survival of countless people. In the bomb countdown is about to return to zero moment of life and death, he successfully dismantled the bomb, the sharp countdown sound came to an abrupt end, as if the god of death in the imminent reaping the life of the moment by the heroic warrior repulsed.
Seeing this, the police did not hesitate to launch a full-scale and fierce raid. They rushed into the bank from all directions like a raging tide, and started a thrilling and bloody battle with Scar Lee and others. Scar Lee and others did not expect the police will launch a thunderous attack at this time, and immediately disorganized, as if they were disturbed ants. But they are, after all, full of evil, vicious criminals, and soon came back to God in the bloody killings, such as the beast of prey with the police launched a fight to the death.
In the fierce firefight, the police gradually gained the upper hand by virtue of their superior tactical skills, tenacious fighting spirit and close teamwork. One by one, Scar Lee's men were killed or subdued by the police like candles in the wind, and fell in a pool of blood. He himself is in a desperate situation, like a wounded wolf, cornered by hunters. However, he was not willing to fail, and that crazy obsession echoed in his ears like a devil's whisper, driving him to decide to throw his life away. He rushes towards the police like a madman, trying to make a last ditch effort, his weapon in his hand frantically sweeping, bullets flying around like rain.
Just at the moment when Scar Li rushed towards the police, a precise and accurate bullet cut through the air like lightning and struck his leg. He let out a mournful scream, as if he were a wounded beast, his body lost balance and fell to the ground. The police quickly rushed up like a cheetah pouncing on him and subdued him with a thunderous force. The cold handcuffs locked his sinful hands, but also announced that the bank robbery ended in a glorious victory for the police. The hostages, like the birds of prey after the robbery, were all safely rescued, and they wept with joy and embraced each other, as if they had regained their lives. Criminals were eliminated, and the sunshine of justice once again shone on this city of trials and tribulations.
But the crazy counterattack of Scar Lee and others did not stop there, as if the surging tide was temporarily repelled, but in the dark to accumulate a more powerful force, ready to launch a more violent impact. In other corners of the city, they orchestrated a series of heinous crimes, including daring attacks on police stations and bombings in crowded public places. The police, like warriors carrying heavy loads, have made tremendous efforts and sacrifices in dealing with these numerous challenges.
People in the city were once again enveloped in a haze of fear, as if they were in an endless night. They feel immense anger at the crazy behavior of these criminals, that anger as a burning flame in the heart burning, but at the same time, deep in the quagmire of fear, fearful. The social order, like a fragile glass, has been severely impacted and shattered. People's lives are like a flat boat in the midst of the waves, turbulent and unstable, and the peace and harmony of the past fades away like a dream. Xiao Xue, Xiong Yufang and Zhao Hu looked at the cold bars in prison and reflected deeply on their behavior. They realized that their crimes were like heavy shackles, bringing irreparable harm to the society, and they would spend the rest of their lives in the abyss of remorse, with endless remorse like maggots gnawing at their souls.
In this life-and-death battle between good and evil, the police are like an impenetrable steel wall, showing unwavering determination and unrivaled strength. They fear no hardship and danger, and consistently stick to the front line of maintaining social stability and people's safety, even in the face of gunfire and bullets, but also do not flinch. Those criminals will eventually pay a heavy price for what they have done, and their frantic counterattacks are just the dying struggle of the dark forces on the eve of their destruction, as short-lived and powerless as the setting sun. With the police's continued crackdown and the joint efforts of society as a whole, the city will eventually restore the peace and harmony of the past like a phoenix in flames, and the dawn of justice will forever dispel the darkness of the haze.